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A poem on Firefighting and some of my feelings. |
| Out Of Control Life For Me Is Out Of Control A Building On Fire It Starts Slow Just Smoldering And No One Seems To Notice The Heat Builds Flames Start To Grow The Room Engulfed With Smoke Breathing is Impossible I Hope Help Is On Its Way I Can’t Go On Much Longer There Are Sirens In The Distance If I Reach Out They May See Me My Rescuers Are Here There Is Cool, Calm Water The Air Starts To Clear And I Can Breath Again |